Midnight and cookies. I want some NOW.

Remind me to teach my grandson to bake cookies next. At 8 he's coming right along in the kitchen.

I make a pretty mean spinach lasagna, and over the past two weeks make both chicken and pork adobo, chicken vidaloo, and steak fajitas, but don't ask me to bake a cake, pie or make you some cookies.

Cheese cake being my own particular specialty

But I'm chubby enough as it is. I don't need to learn how to make yummies that will make me even bigger.

Damn shame. They're GOOD!

The secret to many yummy baked goods.

cooking is science. Baking is magic.

But now that I gotta eat gluten free...I do..those are more of a challenge actually

and you can be very creative

Funny, though. Calling me "gay" wouldn't rile me much. My gay friends are some really great people, and being compared to them would be a compliment.

An ignorant, hateful comment like that may be intended as a slur--but I'd more likely feel sorry for the speaker than get mad. I'd simply jack him or her up in a polite converstion...

Stereotypes are just ignorance. I worry about a good friend's health because he and his partner hate to cook and eat out all the time.

My partner at the time wouldn't eat them because she was afraid of catching AIDS. Nothing I said could sway her views.

"Okay," I thought. "More for me."

We soon split up.

I am also a straight male that can cook and bake (pastries, too) and usually roll my eyes at the ads continuing to come out of NY advertising agencies. That is, men don't seem to have one single clue as to what kitchens are for, and yet, they become Master Chefs when it comes to grilling.

I do wonder how often people in those agencies attempt to educate their clients by taking them to some of the fine restaurants in town where men and women are the chefs running things, and hardly just doing backyard grillin'. For that matter, sit 'em down in front of the Food Network for a day!

I do remember a gay friend of mine stating upon his first bite of my Flourless Chocolate Cake that it was better than sex! I hope to make that cake for my GF while she's in town, too. (let me know if you want the recipe)

Rednecks, ignorant schmucks, and many people who really should know better say "That's so gay" when they don't like something.

They wouldn't say "That's so n****r" because they have a little dim awareness of social disapproval.

Any time someone applies a group label to something they consider negative, it is bigotry.

(on edit: second person singular --> third person generic)

I am one and know many, if any said "that's so gay" the laughter would ensue because of how stupid of a term it is.Some prolly wouldn't know what it meant.

As far as the baking part,I have been doing it since I could reach the kitchen counter,even won a ribbon or two in 4-H as a kid for baking biscuits and something else,was years ago.

So stick your group label shit up your recipe book.

That person is an idiot.

I bake all my own bread, three loaves at a time (freeze two). Whole wheat flour, oatmeal, unbleached white flour, ground flax seed, olive oil, honey or brown sugar, sea salt.

Am I female or male or dog? Does it matter?

Do you post in the C&B group here on DU?

Anytime someone starts a sentence with "Dude, ...", it is not a term of endearment or respect. Just the opposite.

Anytime someone says "no offense", it means they know they are being offensive.

Same thing goes for "with all due respect", which means "with little or no respect".

So you're completely wrong there. Off topic but I'm sick of the 'dude' is an insult dumbassery.

they're not sorry and far from it.

If someone disagrees with something, just say, I disagree.

Thats my spleen venting for today. LOL

They obviouslly fully intend to be whatever it is they're denying they are going to be (rude, for example) and should just say what they mean without that face palm inducing intro to it.

/vent for me, too. LOL

For me it's like saying, "I normally agree with your opinions but this time I think you've got it wrong."

I'm pretty sure several understand why.

I enjoy creating ideas for our meals, I enjoy shopping for the items and I enjoy preparing them.

I hate gender role stereotypes which state who is supposed to do what in the household.

He bakes cookies and brownies with the kids. I really can't stand gender based stereotypes, they drive me crazy

Go figure.

Imagine how many homophobes refuse to learn to cook just because they think people will think they're gay.

... a well said response. Folks who probably couldn't bake a hot dog should probably refrain from attempting to insult those of us with skills.

What does it all mean?

characteristics or doing things deemed "woman's work",which is the absolute worst put down you can say to a man according to some. Homophobia and sexism walk hand in hand.

hence the insults.

A woman who does things that are stereotypically considered 'masculine' is often rewarded, or accused of faking it to get attention and approval.

One exception I can think of is being assertive and blunt. Then she's a b.

Sigh.

Best reply ever!

I love baking all kinds of stuff.

Anyone can throw a slab of meat on a grill and cook it AND you will even eat it if it's under or over cooked!

But not fucking custard from scratch. You under or over cook that crap and damn the people you serve it to will throw it at you.

No one fucks around with desserts.

my cookies bring all the boys to the yard,
and they're like, "it's better than yours,"
and they're like, "it's better than yours,"
i could teach you, but i'd have to charge!

Not only the pigheaded bigotry of the statement, but also the idea that cooking and baking is somehow inherently "effeminate".

Men have always taken a hand in preparing food. I do it because I love food, and cooking it myself is the only way that guarantees I get it perfectly the way I like it. Plus, it's a great expression of love and caring for others to prepare for them something as personal as the nourishment they are placing in their bodies.

What's better, a home baked cookie or some hockey puck you get out of a Keebler box?

That's some serious dumbassery.

Even made a batch for my county Democratic organization during one of our shindigs. It was rather well-received.

And I crank it by hand. None of these new-fangled electric crankers. How else am I going to work off the ice cream I just ate?

He made the best bread, biscuits, pastries and cookies in Alexandria, VA back in the 1940s and 50s. There was nothing feminine about him.
Have two friends at work who frequently make the most amazing cookies and bring them in for dailies and meetings. Both men.
Heck, my mother has never cooked anything that didn't taste like burned cardboard but my dad? Amazing cook.
The idea that only women have talent in the kitchen is wrong not only in this century but in the past as well.

Today I am making bread, making homemade pasta sauce for tomorrows lasagne, and hooking up a large solar panel to my home.

Making bread requires attention to detail, ingredients must be correct, measurements of ingredients must be exact, the dough must be kneaded to proper consistency, ingredients must be used when they are the correct temperature, the kitchen needs to be kept near 72 degrees, and timing is everything.

Making great pasta sauce is not as detail demanding as making bread; still, the difference between great homemade sauce and generic corporate schlock are the correct ingredients, sauteing certain ingredients together at the proper heat for the proper amount of time, adding ingredients to the saute/sauce in the right order and at the right time, simmering the sauce for hours at the right temperature, and then monitoring frequently after a few hours to remove it from the heat when it is perfect. I prefer to let the sauce sit sealed overnight when it is for lasagne.

It's science, definitely chemistry, but it's also art/craft ~ intuition, feel, knowledge, and experience.

While the sauce is simmering for the first few hours, I plan to wire a solar panel to a charge controller, then wire the solar panel to a battery bank, then run wires through my bedroom wall, from the batteries outside to a 500 watt DC to AC inverter in my bedroom. With this system, I will be power my computer, my audio and video systems, my little music studio, my rehearsal gear, and the lights in my bedroom, at an average cost of pennies per day. (I've had the panel and inverter for 13 years, and the batteries are several years old and normally used to run the DC system in my little motorhome, which I am not using right now, so the point is, all of the aforementioned solar energy related equipment long ago paid for itself, and much more).

I'm LGBT female, and that's gonna be my gay day, some "traditionally girl stuff", some "traditionally boy stuff" ~ lol. I'm not hung up on/by any of that.

There is no "kinda gay" or "so gay" ~

it's all "gay".

~

He's buying into the accuser's idea that he dare not do anything that's not "manly" enough. He defends his actions on the ground that "baking is manly as hell." That concedes the premise that, because he's a man, he's allowed to do only manly things.

Now is it up to the next man to defend the "manliness" of doing origami, or singing in a chorus, or volunteering at the animal shelter, or whatever?

I think a better response would have been:

"So the downside is that I'm doing something that people like you see as 'gay,' meaning feminine or not rough-and-ready badass manliness, and I thereby lose status in your eyes. The upside is that I get to eat these delicious cookies.

"OK, I'm good with that."

f*** - I was cornered by some cute little gals outside of a Kroger and now I am noshing on a couple of boxes of cookies

'Goddam delicious'

This young man is going places.

One of my nephews phoned me for one of my cookie recipes. He loves those cookies and word is his were almost as good as mine.

even more than my Mom. Dad was a Longshoreman. Sissy? My Great-Grandpa enlisted in the Civl War at 16 and was wounded. He came back and became a Chef in NYC. He didn't BAKE? My Grandpa, his son, made a mean Brandied Fruitcake, and Dad continued the tradition.

As a female, I can say I inherited my cooking, and baking, skills from the PATERNAL side of my family.